It's high time for a funraiser, an eye-opener, what-you-will. Therefore, I have dispatched some liquid funs poste restante to the Guavan courthouse, in the hopes that it find its way to Gus, Nelson, and the rest of the crew in order to raise their spirits.
Barring that, with any luck it'll be diverted accidentally on purpose to the prosecution, who appears to be somewhat of a lightweight. With any luck, he'll be under the bridge table with the Bluepeace lawyers at a crucial moment.
I had to do something with that dratted 151, it insists on bursting into flame at the slightest provocation. And the Stoli was a little too hot to handle as well, so I sent a case or two.
Tomorrow evening's meetings will take place as usual; I shall be attempting to make a deal for some surplus caviar in the saloon bar, since I still have rather a lot of the Stoli (stim!) left.
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*lower lip trembles* miz b, i was savin' the 151 to light the fire batons for mai tais....it's less expensive than gas. well, there's always the rumplemintz.
snuggs
*giggles* i was thinkin' of embroiderin' this for behind the bar.....
http://www.ucomics.com/nonsequitur/
(today's date)
and niki....*refills yer shot glass* this is an ancient secret druid shooter recipe. if i told you, i'd have to sacrifice you. and let's not have that. i'd miss you. *g*
snuggs
Lovely Radha seems like a firebrand, perhaps we could get her to perform a staged reading of "Mozart and the Whale," which is suspiciously topical.
Anonymous Nut here,
Snuggs invited me, always glad to help out a worthy cause. I'm donating a case of French wine leftover from our Bastille Day celebration. All proceded to Gus & crew, naturally.
If you or your patrons are ever on the left coast of the USA, stop by The Nut House, we talk, we drink, we watch the sunset.
Chinquapin
Vive le France! Merci buckets and so on.
miz chinq!
welcome, lady! just in time for tonite's meetin' of the lec&ts. i hope you brought your fave color of nail polish as chad the cabana boy is giving shiatsu foot massages and pedicures.
*pours you an up-against-the-wall-redneck-mother* dearie, if you can walk back to your chair after that, you're a better woman than i; luckily, chad also provides piggy back rides. i was goin' to make you a mai tai complete with pyrotechnics, but miz b confiscated the 151. *grumbles*
welcome to our 'umble abode. any barstool that's embroidered with *fave blogger* is yours.
snuggs
Hi Girfriends,
I'm sorry I'm late. *Codei walks in with three of the award winning salon makeover artists (Jose Eber,Paul Mitchel and Frédéric Fekkai), three
Thailand Wat Pho and Lat Phrao masseuses, three Shisedo estheticians, Versace clothing artists & three wrapped presents are handed to each one. (I knitted them myself. I hope you like the different styles and colors. I knitted them myself. The box contains not only a beautifully knit wig (you will see the natural curls-you can all, look like me, sort of that Scarlett O'Hara look.) and eyebrows (I know they are a little bit plumpy, but, I bet they will be sweet. You will see I included some glue for that. There is also a year supply of eyelashes, in different colors and sizes. I have also brought a specialist from Rogaine to talk about your options for optimum return of hair growth.
Oh *embarrassed* sees the sign, "NO 151 in this Bar".
Mrs. Blubridge, my humble apologies and why did you make mention specifically of the Bristol UXB. UKB's company is out of Wolcott. I'm just curious.
-Codei
That was very handsome, kind, and thoughtful, Ms. Codei. Fortunately, no one was seriously hurt other than having a semi-permanently puzzled expression on our phizzes, owing to the complete lack of eyebrows.
Rather convenient that; I shall ask one of the stylists so kindly provided to draw one eyebrow permanently raised - it will save me the trouble of having to do all the time as dear Gus' trial reaches its close.
Would you like to try a Bristol UXB? I left the recipe lying around here somewhere, but snuggs will have it at her fingertips - it contains hot pepper, Tabasco, and a rather large dash of gunpowder. It stands for "Unexploded Bomb" and commemorates the brave ordinance personnel of the last war (on these shores).
I only ask that the more explosive of our concoctions be lit off and consumed in the back garden only - which is now the designated smoking area, now that the woodwork in the saloon bar has ceased smoldering.
ooooh, a makeover!!! this is so excellent! *bats false eyelashes* the eyebrows are adorable, lil mink caterpillars....i wonder, does versace do bunny slippers?
*pets embroidered bar stool* do sit down miz codei, and lemme concoct a lil sumpin sumpin for you....i'll make a batch and we'll take it to the back garden. we'll let the mcfinster twins keep an eye on the bar....the intimidation factor garned by their huge size is worth the cost of the bottle of tequila. miz b, one bottle of tequila, operatin' expenses.
snuggs
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